Wednesday, March 9, 2016

The Trouble with Parris (Grey River 7) by @Maiadylanauthor #eroticromance #shifter

Faced
with her own mortality, Parris Church seeks out one of the only people
in the world she can trust. Before Parris can get to her, the seizures
that have been plaguing force her into hiding.

Jase
and Rhys Wilson find a woman hurt and hiding behind their garden shed.
Then their day gets a little strange. It turns out that she’s their
mate, on the run from amad
man, and suffering from a medical condition she’s not interested in
talking about. Despite her belief that there is no future for the three
of them, Jase and Rhys are determined to give her a reason to live.

When
they are finally given a solution that might help, Parris is followed
to Grey River by a friend in need and an enemy with revenge in mind.
Parris, Jase, and Rhys must deal with both if they're going to have any
chance of a future.

“Parris, can you hear me?” Dr. Carson’s tone was calm and unhurried. “I need you to open your eyes and talk to me.”

Parris pushed aside nausea and pain and opened her eyesfarther. She blinked rapidly to clear her gaze and slowly brought the doctor’s face into focus.

“That’s it, come on back to us, sweetness.”

Parris
turned her head slightly and caught sight of Jase and Rhys standing
close to her bed on the opposite side to the doctor. They stood with
mirrored expressions of concern mixed with relief, no doubt from seeing
her awake.

“Parris?”

She turned back toward the doctor, thankful that the room was no longer spinning as fast as it had been moments before.

“Tell me how you feel?”

Parris sighed. “Other than a headache that could quite potentially put a hippopotamus on its ass, I’m just peachy.”

Chris
grinned as he shone a small penlight into her eyes. She winced at the
twinge of pain the light caused but froze at the sound of growling that
echoed against the walls of her hospital room. Chris winked at her
before he lifted his gaze to the two men growling—fucking growling—from
the opposite side of the bed. “Ignore these two, they just don’t like
the fact that you’re in pain.”

“No fucking kidding,” Rhys snarled, and there was a distinct distortion to his voice.

Again
Parris found herself wondering what in the hell they were. And if Rhys
and Jase were both telepathic and had powers that had their eyes
changing colors, then perhaps Chris Carson did too. Melaina had told her
she could trust everyone here and that they had nothing but her safety
and best interests in mind, but did she know they were kinda possessed?

“You’ve
had another seizure,” Chris informed her, and Parris knew it was a
result of her using her powers. “You had a pretty severe nose bleed,
that I figure was triggered by the blood vessel that was damaged during
the seizure itself. Now, you need to make a decision, Parris. We’ve
talked about this in private since I admitted you a week ago, and
without any further incidents, I haven’t pushed you to let Rhys and Jase
in on what is going on with you. However, this last seizure was a
doozy, and without Melaina here, you are going to need the support I
know these twogrowlingknuckleheads can give you but only if you are open and truthful with each other.”

Chris
looked up at stared pointedly at Rhys and Jase. “And only if all of you
are open and honest with each other. That means you two bastards are
going to have to man up and tell this woman what she needs to know. Now,
I’m going to head out and grab some of the test results I’ve been
waiting on. I will be back here in about fifteen minutes.” With that
cryptic message to the room, he swept out the door.

Jase reached over and clasped her hand in his. When she met his gaze, she felt a connection within her start to pulse.

“Sweetheart, are you okay? You scared the shit out of us.”

Parris
looked between him and Rhys and could read the fear they had for her
clearly in their expressions. Before leaving, Melaina had told her to
trust these men, and Chris had basically just said the same damn thing.
Taking a breath, she opened her mouth and took a chance. “I’m dying.”

Maia
Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand. She married her
best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who
obviously take after their father.

Maia’s
career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at
airports and in the air with books, books and more books. Her love of
erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library. She has
been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her
first book in this genre about three years ago.

In
January of this year, Maia submitted her first ever manuscript to Siren
Publishing. She wasn’t at all confident that it would be accepted
and in fact she was expecting a nicely worded email with a resounding
no! Much to her surprise less than two weeks later she had an
acceptance and a signed contract in hand. Since then she hasn’t looked
back and currently has three books in her Grey River series set for
publication.

Outside
of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook! Her herb garden
is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow. She’s
been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages,
she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have
the opportunity to race it on arace trackwithout fear of a speeding ticket.

Although
ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach
with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when
she can. As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe
come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that
she is living her dreams no matter what!

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